From Innocence to Carnality - Sex Stories

From Innocence to Carnality

... guides me up onto the gas tank that is surprisingly bowed in such a way that with my thin, tight waist my back fits fairly well when I lay on it with my feet on the ground on each side and my head resting on the bike's low set speedometer. Master takes my hands and brings them together and secures them on the frame below the speedometer, once again binding them together with my belt. I feel master's still wet and hard cock brush one of my legs as he mounts the bike.

I feel oddly calm as Master lifts my legs and wraps them around his waist. I'm held in the front by my hands bound to the frame and my legs securing a hold on Master's waist. Master commands me to lay very still. He starts the bike and drives away from the bridge and last material vestiges of my former life lying far below, strewn about like trash.

Master leans down onto my naked body. I am pinned between his bike and him. I feel his wet cock sliding up and down my crack, working its way to my virgin bud. The bike's motor vibrates through me and through Master's cock, intensifying incredible feelings of pleasure as he rubs his glans against the sensitive walls of my hole. I am in ecstasy. My pussy pulses. I feel pressure building - the vibrations acting like thousands of tiny jackhammers breaking through and then with a burst of sharp pain I feel him pop my cherry. I wrap my legs more tightly around his waist as he forces his way into me. My pussy hole burns. Inside it hurts and I cramp but I want him in me ...

... and the I feel pleasure in the pain of Master taking my virginity.

Master turns off the main highway down a twisty side road. On slowing down for the corners, my sweaty body slides away from him, my pussy feeling like it is losing its grip on his huge cock. When he accelerates us out of the corner, I slide back, driving him into me. I am being fucked by his cock and his bike. My cock is fully hard and sensitive as it is massaged by master's abs.

Time is meaningless. There is only the glide of the bike on the road, the glide of his abs over my oozing cock and the glide of his cock in and out of my pussy. I wrap my legs around his powerful butt and use them to pull him in deeper when he thrusts into me. Master is breeding me like the bitch I am.

His cock hits my p-spot. My body is electric with pleasure each time his cock thrusts into me. He is pushing harder and harder. Faster and faster. I am totally open to him.

He guns the throttle to full and holds it there and makes a mighty thrust with his cock up my bitch hole as far as he can go. I feel his cock swell. The roar of the motor and air buffeting by become distant background as I am centered on the feeling of his cock swelling deep in my pussy. We lift off a rise in the road. I feel weightless. My body tingles everywhere but especially where he is inside me. I feel his cock twitch. I flush all over. His seed claims me as his pussy bitch.

As the bike settles back on the road, Master's body pushes down hard on ...